Do I know you? || Harco story

[ F I R S T M E E T ]

"Ooh! Do you guys have a workshop?" Leo gasped, suddenly his eyes twinkling with excitement.

Draco frowned and scratched the back of his neck, "I'm not so sure. I think we have a garage though. It may be big enough to be a workshop, would that work?"

Leo nodded up and down vigorously and Draco grinned.

The group had planned out their future. If they graduated Hogwarts with flying colours, they would all move into the Malfoy Manor, since Draco didn't exactly want to put it up for sale and neither did Delia.

And since it seemed like Leo and Nico would have the chance to get engaged, along with Delia, Luna, Frank and Hazel, they had just enough room for the rest of them.

"Hey D, remember your old room?" Delia grinned.

Draco scoffed, "I hated that place."

Hazel frowned, "I thought you loved the manor?"

Draco blinked at Hazel. Then he realized what he meant.

"Ohh, wait, I didn't mean it like that. I meant that I hated my room. It was always so bare and empty. I liked most of the manor, but the room was definitely the last place I wanted to see." Draco huffed and placed his arms behind his head, walking like some sort of anime bully or shit.

"That, I can root for. The only thing D has in his room are just some books and a desk. Damn, it was so plain." Delia playfully gagged.

Draco rolled his eyes. After finding out that Delia and Draco were related, he wasn't sure how to react. Sure, the female managed to drag Draco from the bed that he stayed in for the past 8 months. Sure, she had stuck around with him long enough to make him realize that she cared.

He was just scared, to say the least. Scared about a lot of things, to be exact. Not that it narrows it down, but it's to point out the obvious. Anyways, Draco and the group were headed to the headmaster's office and with Luna guiding them, they had no problem at all finding it.

They were sorted into houses. Different ones, to be exact. Nico had landed in Slytherin, Hazel in Hufflepuff, Delia in Gryffindor and Draco himself into Ravenclaw.

However, there was no need for the squad to be separated by dorms, after Professor McGonagall had told them that Draco actually had his own quarters big enough to fit 4 people.

"Man, this isn't a dorm! It's a whole fucking tower!" Leo gasped as he ran inside Draco's quarters.

Where Draco's own dorm was actually a whole tower with a couple of empty rooms. Draco's own room was somewhere on the third staircase or so.

"I dibs the top room!" Delia laughed and sprinted inside the tower.

"Oi, no fair!" Nico yelled and ran after her.

"They act like little children." Hazel giggled.

"No kidding." Draco chuckled.

"Shadow travel?" He asked.

"Yep." She nodded.

Both grabbed hands and disappeared into the shadows, reappearing at the top room of the tower. The door flew open to reveal Delia.

"Oh, come on!" She groaned.

"Guess Hazel gets the top room." Draco chuckled.

"That's right, this is my room. Now shoo, I need to unpack." Hazel made a shooing gesture with her hand as Draco bursted out laughing.

"You can have the second floor. Nico, you're on the first floor. We know how you get when you're at tall heights." Draco snickered.

Grumbling, Nico and Delia reluctantly trudged out the room and Draco left as well to allow Hazel to unpack.

Later that day, Harry had decided he needed to calm his mind. So he decided to travel somewhere in the forest where it was safe and probably try to find Buckbeak. Throwing on his cloak, Harry began walking into the forest and into a clear opening where Buckbeak would be there, waiting for Harry to arrive.

"Hey, Buckbeak? You there, boy?" Harry called.

No answer from the hippogriff. Frowning, Harry swerved his head around slowly, trying to catch a glimpse of a hippogriff which would be Buckbeak, but he couldn't see shit with all those damn sticks, trees, leaves and things.

Sighing, Harry was about to redirect himself and go back to the castle when a book landed on his head.

"Ow! What the fuck?!" Harry hollered and rubbed his head in an attempt to sooth the pain.

"Whoops! Sorry!!" A voice called from above.

Harry looked up and saw none other than Draco Malfoy himself, sitting on a branch with his legs swinging up and down with the most apologetic face.

Malfoy jumped down the branch, clinging onto the one below him before swinging off at full force and landed behind Harry.

"Sorry, I didn't see you there, are you alright?" Malfoy apologized.

Harry could simply do nothing, except stare at Malfoy. He looked completely different. Other than the soft-looking blonde hair and steely grey eyes, a pair of golden glasses sat on his nose perfectly. Harry realized that Malfoy was also wearing a different set of clothes. Instead of a fancy button up suit, he was wearing a tucked in NYC shirt with grey shorts and green shoes. A comfy green sweater hung on his waist and he looked nice, to say the least.

Malfoy flicked back his hair by blowing an annoying strand of loose hair from his face.

"Again, I'm sorry. I was reading up in that tree and when you called for 'Buckbeak', I got startled and dropped the book." Malfoy giggled nervously, "And yeah, now we're here."

Harry snapped out of his trance.

"Y-Yeah, I'm fine. That was a pretty hard book you dropped on me." Harry cursed himself for ever-so stuttering.

"Most fantasy books are extremely thick and heavy. It was a mere fluke that I could hold up on that branch." Malfoy knelt down and picked up the book, brushing off the bits of grass and dried up leaves that stuck to the back of the cover.

"Anyway, I'm Draco! Who are you? I've never seen you before." Malfoy cocked his head at Harry, those big innocent grey eyes staring into Harry's emerald ones.

"I'm Harry Potter." Harry frowned, eyes squinting at Malfoy.

Was he serious? Draco and Harry both knew each other from the first year of Hogwarts! Now here he was, pretending not to know Harry at all!

But then it clicked with every other behaviour Harry saw Draco make. He was more friendly than before. He didn't scowl or snap at anyone who came close to him. He just seemed like a regular teenager.

Harry blinked his eyes and saw Draco frowning at Harry while a couple of inches away from his face. Harry felt his cheeks turn red.

"You zone out a lot, Harry." He said, "Eh, it doesn't bother me. I have a few friends and relatives who passed out of nowhere."

But before Harry could say anything, Draco began running off.

"I'll see ya tomorrow!!" He yelled and ran away.

Harry stood rooted to the spot, his left hand caressing his left cheek as he felt the hotness fade away. His crush on Malfoy was definitely coming back.

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FINALLY.

A CHAPTER.

I'm so sorry this took so long, I had writer's block and it's nearly the end of the school year for me, so I've been busy lately along with my extra lessons, so it'll be a while until the next chapter comes out. Again, I apologize-

- Author-chan